Chapter 47

“Just… taking a look,” Jian Ci repeated the same answer.

“What’s there to see about him!” Zhou Bai closed the tab and gave him a lesson, “Jian Ci, let me tell you, this is a bad habit of yours, if you want to know more about a person, what’s the use of just looking at Baidu? I’m right in front of you, well and alive, if there’s anything you want to know, just ask me. It’s not like I’d ignore you.”

Especially information on his birthday, interests and hobbies, and income, is Baidu reliable for these?

“I did not want to disturb your rest,” Jian Ci smiled sheepishly.

“It’s fine, I can’t fall asleep now anyway,” Zhou Bai said with a magnaminours tone.

“Mm, I’ll ask away then,” Jian Ci recalled the contents he just read. “That, is Mr. Qiao Zhiqi the son of that tycoon, Qiao Jianguo? But the Wu Wei Entertainment that he’s working at is not part of the Qiao’s family industry?”

“…”

We agreed to talk about things related to me! Why are we still on Qiao Zhiqi! It’s just a Qiao Zhiqi, what’s good to know about him!

It was a hole that he dug himself, and he had to fill it up even if it called for him to kneel. Keeping his anger in, Zhou Bai spoke, “He is an adopted son of Qiao Jianguo. Qiao Jianguo had two wives; and had three biological sons who were raised by his side. They are now fighting with their lives to inherit the family deed. How would Qiao Zhiqi, an orphan who was entrusted to him midway in life, have a turn with the family property?”

“I see,” Jian Ci nodded.

“Ah, don’t be fooled by his appearance of a noble and elegant son from a wealthy family. Beneath all that, he is a money-grubber! As for his title of being the son of the richest, he is just exploiting his powers. That Wu Wei Entertainment that is under his leadership, its market value is not even half of my company’s…”

After Zhou Bai flaunted his wealth, his sense of honor returned. He looked at Jian Ci as he continued, “Cough, of course, a person’s value is not measured by his wealth, but his character instead.”

“Mm, you’re right. I saw on Baike that Bai Sheng Corp has even established a charity foundation, kudos to you,” Jian Ci gave him a thumbs up out of admiration.

This is fine, and it seems like Baidu Baike is still somewhat reliable.

“It’s all right, we should contribute to the society,” Zhou Bai decided to donate a sum of money to his foundation again. “Is there anything else you want to ask?” he questioned, aloof.

Jian Ci looked up, and it seemed like he had difficulty speaking.

Zhou Bai returned the phone to Jian Ci. “Speak your mind.”

“So, um… Mr. Qiao Zhiqi and you…” Jian Ci spoke with uneasiness.

Zhou Bai’s expression stiffened. “Us? Just business partners,” he spoke with disdain.

Maybe it was the conversation, maybe it was the dialogue, but ever since Qiao Zhiqi came, his chest felt stuffy. “Oh,” Jian Ci heaved a sigh of relief. After hearing Zhou Bai’s answer, he was able to breathe.

Was I too obvious, Jian Ci thought, unsure if Zhou Bai found him too nosy. Sneaking a glance at him, Zhou Bai was on the iPad playing aeroplane chess, seemingly unbothered with his meddling behaviour.

“I’ll go wash the grapes,” Jian Ci joyfully picked up a bunch of the fruit.

“Mm, go and be back quickly, let’s play aeroplane chess together,” Zhou Bai replied.

“Okay,” Jian Ci walked out.

Zhou Bai swiftly picked up his phone and sent a text to his assistant: Edit my profile on Baidu Baike, that part on my current spouse.